He suddenly asked, "Boss Zuo, I've been doing all the commanding this whole time. What about your online account?"
"My account..."
Zuo Xiaoduo's mind was churning like raging rivers and seas as he worked things out bit by bit. He answered offhandedly, "It's logged in on my computer... Who's in the mood to bother with that now?"
Li Chenglong's curiosity only rose instead.
He had known Zuo Xiaoduo for quite some time now, but this fellow seemed never to have mentioned his online handle. Even when he had asked before, he hadn't managed to get it out of him.
And among the contacts on Li Chenglong's own social media accounts, he couldn't tell which one was Zuo Xiaoduo. None of them seemed like him.
Seeing Zuo Xiaoduo lost in thought, Li Chenglong's curiosity swelled, and he tiptoed over.
Zuo Xiaoduo was absorbed in his thoughts, turning over the many affairs of Fenghai City, going back and forth between the various Lineages, and even the contact information for those High Martial Teachers he had kept back then...
Occasionally, he also thought of Uncle Nan... Uncle Wu, and even... the influence of the Military at Sun Moon Pass.
All sorts of matters, all sorts of turmoil, churned endlessly in his mind. He felt as though there was a thread somewhere in that tangled mess, but it was indistinct and difficult to grasp.
Zuo Xiaoduo keenly sensed that a shadowy hand with heaven-reaching power loomed over everything, holding all these matters down.
And from that enormous shadowy hand, little branches sprouted one after another. Every one that emerged was a massive conspiracy.
To Zuo Xiaoduo, this entire Fenghai City was practically strung together by one conspiracy after another.
"This really is frying my brain!"
But even if it fried his brain, he couldn't